my day

Do you remember when we used to write down every single detail of our day, not caring who would read our words? Just typing, typing, typing. When blogging meant an online diary of sorts, chronicling crush sightings, everything you ate, and what songs you’ve obsessively been playing over and over. These days, there are more photos than words, more hashtags…

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Same but different

There are billions of people in the world and no two are the same. Isn’t that amazing? You are made from the same cloth: flesh, skin, bone, but you couldn’t be more different from each other. And every day, you meet people who challenge you, make you think, keep you on your toes, and sometimes, inspire you to become an…

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On Being Original

In a world where there are billions of people churning out great ideas every day, it’s very difficult to be original. I remember as a kid, whenever I saw someone’s nice handwriting, my penmanship would somehow morph into something that looked like that style. It wasn’t something I did deliberately, I think. Maybe I just really wished my writing looked…

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On Being Thirty

When I was 16, I had a clear picture in my head of how I wanted my life to be like. I had an “ideal marrying age.” At 25, I knew in my heart that I was going to be married. By 30, I’d have two kids, one girl and one boy, and I’d be a stay-at-home mom with a…

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Dearest Mommy

I would like to spend a day,sitting beside you on your bed.We can watch TV or just sleeptogether. We don’t need to speakor even touch. All I needis some time to bewith you, here and now.I’ll tell you about howthere was a boy and nowthere’s a girl I fell in lovewith. She’s tiny and beautifuland someone I know youalready love…

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It’ll Take More Than Just A Breeze To Make Me Fall Over

Music MondayI’m a big girl nowSee my big girl shoesIt’ll take moreThan just a breezeTo make me fallOver, fall over, Fall overboard, overboardFall over, just so youCan catch me Tasty Tuesday { Wagyu Cheeseburger with Shrooms, Charlie’s Grind and Grill } Wishful Wednesday { Dreaming of red hair and curls } Thoughtful Thursday Source: ohjoy.blogs.com via Macy on Pinterest Fashion Friday…

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A Fantasy

One of my favorite poems by Louise Glück. I miss writing. I’ll tell you something: every daypeople are dying. And that’s just the beginning.Every day, in funeral homes, new widows are born,new orphans. They sit with their hands folded,trying to decide about this new life. Then they’re in the cemetery, some of themfor the first time. They’re frightened of crying,sometimes…

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